Chapter 365: Decree

Chapter 365: Edict

"Stop her!"

"What about these people?"

"They are bewitched by the undead, they are no longer human, kill them!"

Slash!

Blades cleaved into flesh and blood, slaying the rioting patients.

After receiving orders, the Light Guards showed no mercy.

The Light Guards able to stay around the altar were those with extremely firm faith within the Temple of Light.

Facing the Temple's orders, they would not waver in the slightest, executing them resolutely.

Like ruthless machines.

"Stop! Stop it!"

Someone cried out loudly.

Tears streaming down their face.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Light Knights surrounded Savinia.

Savinia deftly dodged the Light Knights' attacks, her slender waist twisting, her dance becoming more captivating.

The Light Knights approaching her minds also began to be affected.

A faint flute sound lingered around the Light Knights' ears.

Bewitched Light Knights turned against their comrades.

"Damn undead! Die for me!"

Seeing comrades bewitched by Savinia.

The Warhammer Priest angrily raised his iron hammer and smashed towards Savinia.

Holy golden radiance erupted from the hammer.

Savinia was bathed in the radiance, feeling scorching pain on her skin.

Divine power was burning the undead body.

"Hen, come save me quickly."

"Don't call me, I'm dying myself."

The black-clad youth Hen was besieged by multiple Paladins, his situation was miserable.

His wings behind him were already broken, bleeding all over.

Seeing this, Savinia shouted: "I'm done playing with you!"

Her body split into pieces, fleeing in different directions.

Her head burrowed into the crowd and disappeared.

Boom crash!

The warhammer filled with holy light crashed into the air, losing its target.

Some of Savinia's limbs were intercepted and destroyed, most of her body disappeared into the crowd.

But the rioting Green Corpse Cold patients had not yet stopped.

This indicated Savinia's ability was still working.

The High Priestess scanned the whole scene, ignoring the charging Minotaur Anuo, preparing to use the Goddess Tear's power to release the bewitched crowd.

"Edict! Immobilize!"

The female High Priestess on the left shouted loudly.

Edicts belong to a type of divine magic, powerful forces only usable by Light believers above the rank of High Priestess.

The moment Minotaur Anuo heard the edict, he felt his legs solidify, unable to move.

Suffering the immobilization effect.

The white-gold Light Blessing runes on its body lit up.

Weakening the power of the edict.

Minotaur Anuo widened his eyes, gathering all his strength, lifting his thigh bit by bit.

Thigh muscles swelled, tendons distinct, veins bulging.

Terrifying power exploded from within Minotaur Anuo.

Crack!

A sound like breaking glass came from beside it.

The edict was broken free.

Thump thump thump!

Breaking free from the edict's bonds, Minotaur Anuo took heavy steps, walking step by step to the highest point of the altar.

The High Priestess just about to use the Goddess Tear's power had to stop, turning to deal with Minotaur Anuo.

Three High Priestesses used the Edict simultaneously.

"Edict! Oppress!"

"Edict! Submit!"

"Edict! Revere!"

Thump thump thump!

In an instant, the Light Blessing runes on Minotaur Anuo's body emitted astonishing light.

The Light Blessing seemed to be reaching its limit.

Unable to withstand the power of the three High Priestesses' Edicts.

Minotaur Anuo's footsteps stopped, legs trembling, body shivering.

At any moment, he might be suppressed by the edict's power to kneel on the ground.

Bang!

Minotaur Anuo found it hard to resist the power of the three High Priestesses, kneeling on one knee on the ground.

One hand strongly propped the ground, striving with all effort to lift its neck.

Neck muscles bulged, veins popping, thickening considerably.

It stared wide-eyed at the three people within arm's reach, resisting desperately.

The High Priestesses fully suppressed Minotaur Anuo.

Their attention to the Goddess Tear on the statue decreased.

A figure appeared silently before the statue, reaching for the Goddess's Tear nestled between the idol's brows.

Just as the Goddess's Tear was within reach.

A majestic figure appeared beside the statue.

Lancelot, the High Priest of the Light Temple in Storm City.

The Legendary Lich halted his motion, turning to gaze at Lancelot.

Lancelot stared back at the Legendary Lich.

The Legendary Lich moved, his hand extending to seize the Goddess's Tear.

In the next instant, both the Legendary Lich and Lancelot vanished beside the statue.

Only the Goddess's Tear remained suspended in mid-air.

The two entered the sanctuary of the Light Temple.

This was a battlefield specially prepared by Lancelot for the Legendary Lich.

The shockwaves of a clash between legendary powerhouses were astonishing.

To fight at full strength within Storm City risked destroying half the city with the slightest misstep.

Facing a Legendary Lich who had lived nearly a millennium, Lancelot dared not hold back even an iota.

Thus, he devised a trap to lure the Legendary Lich into the sanctuary for combat.

Here, he would gain the Light Temple's power bonus without fearing collateral damage to Storm City.

Lancelot drew his blade, pointing it at the Legendary Lich.

Behind him emerged thousands upon thousands of golden sword lights, all forged from holy power that suppressed the undead.

"Light Holy Sword!"

Countless Light Holy Swords shot forth toward the Legendary Lich.

The Legendary Lich made no move, yet a vast black shadow manifested behind him.

The shadow stood upon the earth, its shoulders level with the heavens.

A colossal shadow giant.

The shadow giant waved its palm, attempting to intercept the Light Holy Swords.

The Light Holy Swords pierced straight through the shadow giant's hand, their momentum undimmed as they flew toward the Legendary Lich.

Ignoring the hand now riddled like a fishing net, the shadow giant drove a palm down from the sky, crushing down upon Lancelot.

Whir whir whir!

Boom!

Powers of light and dark clashed ceaselessly.

Both sides engaged in the most pure contest of might.

Not a shred of technique!

All collisions of sheer, raw power.

The battle within the sanctuary was mirrored in the cosmos.

Vast patches of darkness shrouding the entire firmament occasionally darkened the sky.

Bursts of light illuminating the whole expanse occasionally erupted overhead.

The battle between darkness and light.

Making those within Storm City feel one moment a starless, moonless night, the next a scorching noon with the sun high.

Even the foolish understood that the fate of Storm City would be decided in that battlefield above their heads.

While everyone was locked in fierce combat.

A small, inconspicuous hummingbird slowly approached the statue.

Until the moment the hummingbird grasped the Goddess's Tear.

Only then did the Grand Priest notice the commotion above.

The Legendary Lich had already been restrained by Lancelot.

The Grand Priest's attention was fixed entirely on the Minotaur Arno.

He had never imagined anyone dared to steal the Goddess's Tear.

"Cease! Put down the Goddess's Tear!"

The Grand Priest bellowed in anger.

The hummingbird, clutching the Goddess's Tear, flew off into the distance.

Unexpectedly, no protective power shielded the Goddess's Tear.

For the Goddess's Tear itself symbolized the most potent force in existence—divine power and laws.

Composed entirely of divine power, the Goddess's Tear required no other protection whatsoever.

Except for divine power, no other force could destroy the Goddess's Tear.

The Grand Priest roared in fury, issuing commands in rapid succession.

"Command! No Flight!"

"Command! Descent!"

"Command! Return!"

(End of Chapter)